Yesterday morning I decided to colour my hair, I do it every eight weeks or so as I have a little grey starting at the temples but on my light reddish brown hair I really don't like it. If I had dark hair it would look smart but it just looks sort of grizzled.
I had gloop all over my head and the door bell rings, can you believe it? No one comes up here much but there it was ringing. So I answered the door and told my visitor that her timing was bad so she said she would come over in an hour.
When she came over we had a cup of tea and visited for a little while and then there was another knock on the door and it was her husband come to tell her he was home and would she come and make him some lunch. Can you believe it, is he so incapable that he can't throw a sandwich together.
My husband has too much self respect than to ever do such a thing. I was shocked.